♡| louis loved halloween, it was his favorite holiday. harry just hoped he could survive another year of it.
OCTOBER 31ST, 2007, LOUIS HAD DECIDED to be a playboy bunny, and Harry said a silent prayer before Louis walked out of Harry's ensuite bathroom to show his, per usual, home-made costume off.
Harry wasn't one to brag, but that man had so much self control, he shocked himself sometimes. He knows Louis is more than just his body, he's a person with feelings and a heart and goddamn, Harry thinks he's an amazing human being.
But Jesus Christ, was Louis growing up to be one mighty fine boy. Harry found it harder and harder to wait.
Louis was staring at himself in the mirror, he was feeling a little self conscious, but it was nothing he couldn't handle, besides, shorts and fishnets weren't something new to him. He played around in them all the time.
However, the shorts and fishnets combo was something extremely new to Harry, and Louis was nervous to say the least. Not in a bad way, he knew Harry was going to react positively, he just had a feeling he was going to have to be the responsible one. He'd been in that position before, but this would be different because Harry isn't drunk off his ass.
He takes one final deep breathe, looking himself over and frizzing out his hair one last time before he opens the door just enough to pop his head out.
"Are you ready?" he giggles, smiling to Harry, who's laid out on his bed, visibly nervous. Not in a bad way, obviously. Well, maybe, he just hopes he won't do something dumb.
"I've been ready, blue, just get it on with." Harry chuckles, hand over his eyes because he won't stare until Louis gives him permission.
Louis exhales, then walks out. His arms are awkwardly at his sides, and he doesn't know what to do with himself.
"Well?" he squeaks, blushing when Harry's jaw drops.
"Blue- Louis," Harry stutters, "fuck- I'm gonna have to punch a lot of assholes tonight, huh?" Louis shoots him a confused look, "men are pigs, don't worry about it. Stay with me, okay?"
Louis smiles at him, nodding. Bold of Harry to assume that wasn't his original plan.
"It looks okay though?" he asks, looking over himself in Harry's full length mirror, picking at the little things.
"More than okay, Blue," Harry mumbles inaudibly under his breath, smiling reassuringly when Louis glances at him, "you look amazing."
Louis trusts Harry's judgement. He always has. Before he knows it, Harry's ready; the boy had decided to go for Michael Jackson in the bad music video this year. Louis almost drooled when he put the leather jacket and chains on.
And so the night begins.
The pair finds themselves walking to Niall's house down the street, he's throwing his annual Halloween party; though, this would be Louis' first. If there's one thing he doesn't like, it is definitely the fact that Harry treats him like a baby in a way he hates.
He treats him like hes six, not 16. Like Louis' never been exposed to drugs or alcohol in any way before, and quite frankly, it pisses him off.
All because Harry wants him to remain some pure, innocent angel, doesn't mean it's going to happen.
Trust him, Louis knows all about wanting things, and things not going your way all too much.
"Blue, you know the rules, yes?" Harry passes Louis a stern look as they make their way into the kitchen.
"Yes," Louis rolls his eyes reluctantly, "no getting too drunk, and absolutely no drugs." he replies, monotone.
Don't get him wrong, he loves Harry, he really does. It's just, he wants that stereotypical, T.V, late '90's - early 2000's teeange party experience that he grew up watching.
Like that one scene in Clueless, the party in the Valley, minus the part where Cher gets held at gunpoint. He's not too fond about that idea.
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Three hours into the party, Louis hasn't drank anything, and he wants to dance. Actually dance, the way everyone else is, not the way he does with Harry in one of their rooms when it's just them.
"Hazzy, please?" Louis pouts, looking up at Harry, who decided to dress casual, but looks amazing nonetheless.
"Blue, you know how I feel," Harry offers a lop-sided smile, "I want you to have fun, but one, you're still underaged, and two, I don't like it when people stare at you." disgustingly possessive, he knows that all too well, he hates it.
"I know," Louis trails off for a second before sighing, "wanna go outside? It's stuffy and the only reason I wanna be in here is to dance, but I know we won't be doing that, so..." he lets the sentence die off as he looks at Harry.
"Yeah," Harry smiles, he really wants to get out of here, whether it's leaving or just going outside, "lets go to the park down the street."
Louis lights up at that, he loves late night park visits with Harry.
The walk is short and simple, they walk hand in hand as Louis balances on the curb, sending Harry giggles because he giggles every time Louis loses his balance, even if it's just a little bit. Once they come up to the park, Louis lets go of Harry's hand and runs to his usual swing, waiting patiently for Harry to walk behind the swing and start pushing him.
Because this is them, they leave parties where they could easily give into their temptations and let the party validate it in some fucked up way because that happens at those kinds of parties, to go the park at ten o'clock and sit on the swings while they talk about their feelings.
And they wouldn't have it any other way.
Ten minutes in to their park trip, Louis finds himself sitting at the top of the steps with his legs dangling off the side, and his love standing in front of him.
He makes grabby hands, and Harry brings himself a little closer. Maybe it's because of Louis, maybe he just wanted to be closer in general, it's just a secret he'll never tell.
Louis pouts up at him and Harry knows what he wants, and it pains him that he can't give his spoiled boy what he wants.
"Louis, baby," his hands find Louis' waist, pushing him back softly as the boy leans in, "not here, okay?"
"Implying?"
"Maybe. If you're good." on that note, the two practically raced back to Louis' house, where they had planned on spending the night because last Halloween was spent at Harry's.
And if they ended the nights watching horror movies and sharing kisses every so often, well, no one really had to know.
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HELLO IK THIS IS LATE IM SUPER SORRY
I work at Walmart and ive been working like crazy bc of the whole pandemic thingy so ive been too exhausted to write after work ))):
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ALSO THIS IS INSANE??? IM CRYING ))): TYSM
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